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"And I'm not the most handsome man in this realm or any realm—" Gaston retorts, unbelieving towards Pan's claim about his age. Not that it mattered when the other was so successfully seducing him, approaching matters with the sort of experience that only came with age. The age he alluded to being.

"I will not be calling you that—" he then insists, wincing as Pan worked both his cock and his asshole as though it were his job to bring Gaston pleasure. "Not until you've proven you deserve it—"

as always, peter’s age and life experience were underestimated due to his youthful appearance. he chuckled when gaston declared himself as the elder between the two of them. “i’m older than i look,” the redhead claimed and gently patted his partner’s cheek. “if anything, you should be the one calling me daddy,” he added with an amused expression on his face. it was fun revealing the truth to people, but why stop gaston from asserting dominance over him? peter didn’t mind playing the submissive role.

again, gaston’s question was met with no response. instead, all he could hear were muffled moans as the leader of neverland continued to eat him out. peter’s hand wrapped around the arrogant bloke’s cock, which he noticed was now at full mast. he pumped the stiff length eagerly, curious if the combined actions of his strokes and tongue would be enough to drive gaston over the edge. a feat peter has managed to accomplish with others in the past, and certainly was confident enough to repeat. 

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"I see," Carmine says, his voice booming to a low growl. His speaking tone often took others by surprise; like they didn't expect the ruler of such a whimsical kingdom to be so foreboding and intense. He used this disarming nature to his advantage.

"Well, I would be more than happy to introduce you to some of my closest allies, just to get your feet wet... all it takes in initiative."

Rory swallows hard, taking in the king and his statement.

"Not lost," he nervously says, eyes wandering over the man's body, imagining what it's like under his finery. "Just need to pluck up the courage to talk to them. They're royalty too."

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Eventually, Ariel grows accustomed to the huntsman's punishing pace, and even starts to enjoy it, to his surprise. The burn, the stretch, it all feels so... it feels so heavenly. But as submissive as he could be, sometimes he did like taking control.

With a heave, he pushes Mark onto his back, steels himself and then, finally, sinks down on the cock, beginning to ride him in earnest. "Touch my pussy—" he gasps, bringing the other's large hand to his clit just as he did before. "So good...!"

Mark's pace slowed down a bit as he hears the younger man's pleas. He still brings his hips to sheath his artificial phallus completely into Ariel's cunt. As honorable as Mark wants to be, he can't help but desire to hear more of the siren's moans fill the air.

The huntsman decides to take advantage of the slower pace, his fingers trailing along the merlad's spit folds, teasing across his clit.

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Oh, great, a magician. One of the kinds of people Hook hated most. He didn't trust magic. If he couldn't feel it in his hand —or, rather, his hook— then it had no business in this realm, or any realm.

"That does not endear me to your presence, magician," he says, intimidatingly as he steps closer. "You've got ten more seconds to explain why you are here, or my hook will see the inside of your body..."

Merlin surveys the room he lands on. Is it a room? The floor is creaking, swaying, and he hears the sound of waves. His plane shift spell must have gotten the coordinates wrong. He was aiming for a land and instead arrived on a ship... The magician supposes that it's better than falling into the water. As the door opens and a man with a hook for a hand comes in, Merlin whips around with his both hands held up as a universal sign of 'I mean no harm'. "Just a passing magician? I wouldn't say I dared to board your... Jolly Roger?" So this must be the Captain Hook, he notes to himself, "Didn't exactly plan on coming here, it was mostly an emergency landing. So if you could give me like, five minutes or so I'll get out of your hair, Captain."

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"Gaston does not need advice in the bedroom, dear boy. I have got tons of experience. I enjoying all sorts of arse and cock before you were even born, I'm sure you could confirm this to be true with anyone from my provincial little town—"

Of course, Peter seems to know exactly how to undermine whatever point Gaston thinks he has.

"Oh, that is—" he gasps, his mighty chest heaving with each labored breath. "What are you doing...?"

for somebody who likely slept with a majority of the village, he was quite surprised to hear gaston wasn't in favor of the idea of a threesome. still, he could appreciate a selfish lover who wanted him for themselves. peter could share in that sentiment, having grown possessive of partners in the past himself.

"then you gotta learn to give both your guests equal attention," he countered with a wicked smirk, as if speaking from experience. still, peter wasn't going to press on the issue any further. he need only make use of the remaining time left with gaston.

without so much as another word, peter buries his face in between the other man's exquisite ass. his tongue lapped at and swirled around gaston's hole, prodding the tight pucker before expertly pushing past the ring of muscle. the redhead moaned in delight, clearly enjoying the rimming process as he prepped his partner for the fun ahead.

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"Oh, is that right? Your little band of miscreants and rogues? If they were so powerful, then where are they, hmm?" he taunts, caressing Peter with the smooth back of his hook hand. "For all you know, I've prepared contingencies for your boys. They could each be help captive by one of my many mates out on the deck, helpless and forced to hear the cries of agony I plan to force out of you..."

He feigns a pout. "Oh, is that so? Are you too good for a life of piracy, Pan? It's quite fun, actually... I think you would find you'd like it. Perhaps that's why you are so resistant to the idea. You don't want me to be right."

"Kill you? Of course not. What kind of a man do you think I am? Not until I have my fun with you, at least... you enjoy fun, don't you? Specifically, the kind of fun only someone like I could provide you with..."

getting captured certainly wasn't on the top of peter's to do list for the evening. he didn't expect to be ambushed so damn methodically, and by the likes of captain hook no less. perhaps after years of triumphs, he's grown to underestimate the pirate. and like most stories, hubris tends to be the downfall of any protagonist.

which of course brings peter pan to his current situation. none of the lost boys including himself saw the attack coming. before peter even had the chance to react, he was on board the jolly roger tied up and completely exposed for his captor. "didn't think you'd ever get the best of me, captain," the redhead spoke with an air of arrogance in his voice.

"enjoy your little victory while it lasts. my men are gonna burst through that door at any minute and rescue me." how the lost boys would manage such a feat, peter wasn't quite sure. however, he had confidence in them and their ability to improvise in dire circumstances.

the surprisingly gentle touch from hook caused him to blush, cheeks turning to a similar shade of red as the hair atop his head. "you must be out of your damn mind. i'm the hero, hook. i'd never join you," peter retorted, rolling his eyes. he hoped the pirate wouldn't see right through his facade of bravado.

it was a thought peter certainly had once or twice before. but one for a different time and in another place. unfortunately not the reality they both lived in. "you have my answer, pirate. are you gonna kill me now?"

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"Famiglia...?" Carmine asks, intrigued by the answer. Not the one he expected to hear. "What happened to your family? Are they lost? Are you lost...?" he asks. "I am a very powerful man, and although I cannot promise to help you with your problem," he begins, "I've got eyes and ears everywhere..."

"If you trust me, of course."

Rory shivers hearing the king use his name. He even shuffles closer to the man, like he's being drawn in.

"Family," Rory admits. "I thought I'd find some family here. But I keep getting distracted by other guests."

He looks up at the man through hooded eyes, eyelashes fluttering.

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The older man didn't fuck him like Eric did. His husband could match him in intensity and power, sure, but there was always a tenderness beneath it that comforted Ariel. Felt like him.

Mark, however... he was more animalistic. Feral, even. A different energy.

"Oh my—!" he gasps, feeling his cunt stretch around the intrusion, feeling even bigger as it split him open further. "Slow down, it's too much—!"

Mark grunts as he continued a steady pace, each thrust meeting against his new friend's hips. His large hand, taking Ariel's smaller and softer hands in his, placing and pinning the merman's hands above his head as the huntsman as Mark's hips continued to piston fuck Ariel's cunt.

"You're taking me just fine." A proud grin spreads across the huntsman's face as he watches how his artificial cock affected the younger man under him. Mark's hold on Ariel's thighs tightens, wanting the younger man to take him deeper. He leans closer to Ariel, his heated pants grazing the merlad's ear with a rough whisper of, "All twelve inches of me."

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Edgar Ramirez in a deleted scene from The 355 (2022)

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Hook ran his ship like, well, the Navy —not that he would know what that is— which meant nothing happened on there that he didn't have express knowledge about. Nobody dared cross him. If they did, they found out the hard way just how expertly he manipulated his titular appendage.

So this one quiet night, hearing a commotion in his private cabin, he needed to set someone straight.

"Who dares board the Jolly Roger without my approval...?" Hook asks, slowly approaching the noise, his hooked hand guiding the way. "Choose your words carefully, matey, as they may very well be your last..."

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"Don't take this personally, pal," Hercules begins, hands above his head to indicate a lack of malice for the stranger. "But I could probably take you with any sorta weapon you'd have in your hands. Not that I want to. But I could, ya know, do it..."

Not the best way to meet a stranger, but he had to establish his might somehow...

"But right now, I'm not exactly at my best... I think I wandered through a wrong portal, and now I'm wherever, well, this place is... the name's Hercules. As in, you know, son of Zeus... some would even call me the God of Strength—"

And then he flexes his mighty muscles to convey that.

"Impressed...?"

Location: Somewhere with an archery range

Open to: Anyone

With one eye closed and an arrow nocked on his bow, the famed thief of Nottingham focused on the target that was the furthest away from where he stood, wanting to both show off his feats as well as keep his aim sharp. Slowly breathing, he made sure that the lined up the shot as perfectly as could, imagining it as a bag of coins hanging on the belt of some aristocrat and his arrow cutting the bag to let the coins fall, and as the wind shifted, he paused as the breeze carried someone's scent towards him, their boots crunching on the dry grass beneath it.

"You know," Robin spoke as he turned to look over his shoulder at the person approaching, "it isn't wise to walk up on someone with a weapon in their hand." As he spoke, and with his eyes focused on the other, he released his hold on the arrow and allowed it to fly where the arrowhead pierced the wood on the target - right in the middle of the bullseye. "But lucky for you, I happen to never miss my target."

A toothy grin pulled at his lips, then, as he turned to face them fully. "There something I can help you with, or were you just wanting to test your aim too?"

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"Hmm? Oh, yes, that is me!" Ariel confirms, excited to meet the handsome man before him. Strangers, he always thought, were just new friends he had not had the pleasure of acquainting himself with yet. Not that he was a total stranger, thought.

"Titus has told me such much about you...! You are even more, well," he begins, already blushing in the other's presence. "Regal than I was told... I am so, so honored to meet you! Maldonia, where is that...?"

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"You must be the Ariel I have heard so much about," Naveen spoke as he approached the red-haired beauty, a smile pulling at his lips and causing his dimples to etch into his cheeks. "Mi amor, Titus, spoke very highly of you and I just knew... I had to meet you. Please, allow me to introduce myself... I am Naveen, Prince of Maldonia and Titus' partner in business, dance, and in the alcoba..."

As he spoke, Naveen moved to bow in front of the other, continuing to flash his grin that caused his eyes to shimmer ever so lightly. "It is an honor to meet you, hermoso."

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Maxime is mildly surprised by the blatancy of Yukine's flirtation —bordering more on seduction— but it's not unwelcome. He craved to be taken like this. It excited him. But he must play cool for now. Hard to get. He liked for his suitors to earn their prize.

"Why don't you find someone private for us and you can find out for yourself?" he suggests with a quirk of the eyebrow. "My new form hasn't been, you could say, broken in yet..."

Yukine raises a curious eyebrow. Then to confirm his curiosity he surreptitiously but brazenly moves a hand to feel the front of Maxime's trousers. He grins when his suspicions are confirm.

"Oh no issue at all, young lord," he says, licking his lips. "I've more than enough experience to please you with. Is this a new form of yours?"

Even more fascinating. Perhaps Yukine can seduce the man enough to bring him to Huldre for an extended time?

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"Rory Fields," Carmine repeats, heat dripping from his lips and onto those words as they escaped his mouth. Coming from a man as intense and seductive as Carmine, the emphasis was notable. Not that Rory would have known this. Not yet.

"And what journey are you enjoying, exactly? It must be a good one, if it has brought you here before me tonight."

A king. Of course. Just by the way he's standing and carrying himself. Of course he'd be a high-ranking royal. Seems Rory can't sneeze without it being in the direction of a royal these days.

He doesn't back away as Carmine steps forward. In fact he straightens his back and looks into the slightly taller man's eyes.

"I'm Rory Fields. No titles as I said. Just a young man enjoying a journey."

He lets his gaze wander down King Carmine, licking his lips as he takes in what he can see even with the layers of red finery.

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[ gonna stop flopping this weekend asdfgghh ]

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Gaston, admittedly, found himself taken back by the admission. Even a little bit offended, frankly, and he did not hide this well. A man of subtlety... that was not Gaston. Not in the slightest.

His eyebrow quirks upward. "Gaston does not share, dear boy... one cannot risk the possibility of being a third wheel," he purrs, sitting up to paw at the younger man's lithe, toned body. "Plus, I do not share my toys well, which is good news for you..."

And even better news was the sensation of Pan's tongue on his cock, made even better by an unexpected tap at his asshole. "Oh, what is that...?" he chuckles heartily, not anticipating that stimulation but not hating it. "Want to claim Gaston's ass, do you...?"

there were only a handful of times peter pan's feet actually touched the ground. one being in bed sleeping, another — in the arms of an extremely capable lover. the other occasions vary depending on the circumstances, but peter more often than not preferred to be levitating or flying.

so when he garnered the attention of an extremely handsome and brawny yet rather boastful gentleman in a tavern, peter decided to give the pixie dust a break for the evening. safe to say, he was certainly attracted to the gorgeous bloke. peter doubted anyone could say no to those incredible muscles. and he had to admit, the sex was fucking amazing.

"what can i say? i aim to please," the redhead countered with a wicked smirk. he leaned up on the bed, chin resting on the palm of his hand. "also, no offense — but i needed to find an effective way of shutting you up. i never had a hookup who talked so much before." despite such harsh words, there was no malice in peter's tone. as a matter of fact, he aimed to compliment his partner in a unique way. "i did enjoy hearing you moan for me, though."

at the mention of another guest arriving shortly, peter gave a nod. "not inviting me for a threesome, got it. i must say i'm rather hurt by that," he teased, getting up to stretch his arms. "if our time is limited, i'm happy to take seconds." peter shifted on the bed and positioned himself in between the body builder's legs. "you left such a wonderful and creamy present inside of me. figured i'd return the favor." he bent down, teasingly dragging his tongue along gaston's cock and traveling south to the tight hole in between those beautiful ass cheeks.

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[ hiatus for about a week but i will be working on whatever i drafts have in interim ]